Another old article. 10 years or more vintage. I think I was a better writer then. Or certainly a more optimistic one.
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| Slow Motion Pic. Satish N |
Winners stretching themselves at the line, the wind
gently leading gullible silky tresses astray, a moment passing in the bat of an
eyelid, life seems best remembered in slow motion. The most ordinary things in
life appear cloaked in magic once they are slowed down to that pace.
Our lives, on the other hand,
are a dizzy blur, as we race along jumping many moments at once. There is no now. Its always later. We are already in the future
looking back and front. We need more, and we need to beat everyone to it. All
in the shortest time.
But how much ever we want to
hurry it, time, in its own old fashioned way, comes in a string of moments. One
after another.
S l o w l y.
Somewhere, people have picked up
this funny notion that we can outrun time now and store up a bit of it for
later. But time is like a shadow. It slows down if we slow down and zips ahead
if we speed up. If we choose to rush our whole life, we find that time has also
rushed along with us and we are still left with the same amount of time as the
one who took it one moment at a time. Like greedy children who gobble up all
the goodies until their stomach aches, we may have gobbled up our moments without
savouring them, and now there are just not enough moments left.
Thankfully there is a solution.
Slow motion life! The best thing about slow motion life is that we can start it
immediately. Right now!
Slow motion life is simple. Take
life as it comes i.e one moment at a time. Be fully immersed in ‘now’ because
that is the only truth. Not the future, not the past. Be fully centred in the
present and watch as everything slows down. Time slows down – and expands. We
get to look at the sky. We find a smile easily. We find a moment for everybody
that counts, everything that matters. We are more patient. Things happen the
way we want them to. We listen to our own selves and not the babble of a million
others. The babble of meaningless words said, and worse, unsaid.
Leaves falling off trees, clouds
drifting about in the sky, eagles gliding the azure, waves rising and falling,
the rise and fall of a sleeping baby’s chest - there is such a lovely rhythm to
the beat of the universe. We can tune ourselves into that rhythm. Make it our
rhythm. We can centre ourselves in ourselves and not somewhere else. We can be
those people in slow motion!
Thank God for slow motion.
Aesthetics apart, I think slow motion is
about the way of life. It is about complete control and focus. It is about
deliberate action, about complete balance, about a perfect peace, about a
wonderful state of mind that’s completely ensconced in love. It is the way of
the monks. It is the way of the sportsmen, of kings and rulers, of wise men and
of the saints. (Which does not mean that it is beyond us because it is the way
of nature and therefore of us). After all nothing in nature appears to be in a
meaningless hurry does it?
Slow down. Go the way of your
true nature.
Life can get really
b e a u t i f u l!
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